Have I changed? There are some days where I certainly feel like a different person,
But am I any different than I was a week, a month, a year ago?

When I meet people from my past, do I revert back to old me?
Or did I not change at all?

Smoking underneath the railroad bridge.

This.
         Is the.
                    Outcome I would not have ( Read more... )

Hello journal. I've missed you. Sort of.
I disappeared for a while. I'm back now, for at least a little while.
I think I'm lonely. I didn't just admit that, though.

I feel like I've changed somewhat ( Read more... )

I love my job. There are beautiful weirdos left and right.
Almost everyone I've met, I have some sort of bizarre connection with. This city is filled with odd chances.

ALSO/EDIT: I've fallen in love roughly twenty times since I've arrived. This is toxic. And delightful.

I'm in Vancouver. That's not news, though ( Read more... )

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    That's when I'm leaving. I'm moving to Vancouver. I need an adventure, so I'm doing it. I've booked my flights, it's all paid for. I've never been there before, so why not? Why not?
I want to see the other side. It's possible it may be completely the same, though I doubt it. I've got no one there. There's no family, no friends really, and I'm ( Read more... )

I'm scared to death of you. Every time I see you, I dread it. Every time I think of you, I feel weak. Every time I hear your name, I feel sick. I feel nauseous a lot these days. All thanks to you.

I never thought a pair of eyes could do such strong things to me.

It's not regret ( Read more... )

It's one of those days that makes you wonder why you decided to get out of bed.
It's one of those days that makes breathing seem like a bad choice.